Nobilis of War novel Chapter 1330

The last thing the three warriors expected was for Darren, someone at the low-level of the Star God Realm, to dare make a move first. To make things worse, he had incredible speed!

The young man who stood at the front was directly hit by Darren's palm strike and he was forced to fall back by several dozen feet.

"Seriously? That's all the strength you have? A chicken could strike harder than that!"

The young man held his head high, with a disdainful look. Darren's strike had actually damaged his inner organs and he was close to coughing up blood.

"Looks like this guy is super powerful. Let's fight him together," the young man advised his companions via his spiritual sense.

"Finnegan, don't tell me you really want all of us to fight that guy. He's just a common warrior at the low-level of the Star God Realm. That's embarrassing. You'll make us a laughing stock," the woman said through her spiritual sense.

"I just want to deal with them as fast as possible. I don't want to waste any more time," explained the young man named Finnegan.

"Don't worry about that. We still have a month left. There's plenty of time."

"That's right." Finnegan didn't want to lose face, so he just gave up on asking them for help.

"Well, well, Finnegan, who's the rubbish now? You were defeated by my boss here in a single move. Shame on you!" Weber sneered.

Finnegan's face turned sour at Weber's comment. "You will pay the price for messing with me! Go to hell!"

In the blink of an eye, Finnegan's figure was already right at Darren's face, ready to make an attack. He decided not to use his god's power, so he could show off his strength. If he was going to kill Darren, he wanted to do it with just his physical strength.

Bang!

Darren quickly retaliated by striking his palm right at Finnegan's attack.

He also sneakily activated his black god's power. The two palms collided with a mighty burst. Suddenly, a bloody mist rained down as Finnegan's right arm was crushed clean.

"Ah!"

He swiftly fell back and cried out in pain.

"You dirty rat! You used your god's power!" Finnegan roared.

"Are you stupid? This is a life or death battle. Why wouldn't he use his god's power? Idiot," sneered Weber.

"So that's how it is, huh? I guess you've forced me to show you my true strength. Prepare to be eliminated!

Chaotic Dragon Spear, come out!"

Finnegan grasped a black divine spear tightly in his right hand.

Weber's face twitched at the sight of the spear.

"Watch out, Darren! That spear is forged by his master and it contains the power of the deputy god," reminded Weber.

"It doesn't matter."

Darren held his sword and blade in his hand.

Fizz!

The spear soared through the air.

Finnegan didn't use any particularly special martial arts skills when he launched the spear. He solely depended on god's power to attack. The aggressive god-level spear intent didn't come entirely from Finnegan. The spear itself also possessed the spear intent.

Darren also sensed the power of the strike. In theory, the spear intent of this strike was just a little stronger than his sword intent.

But the sword intent was not Darren's only power.

Swish! Swish! Swish!

Suddenly, the shadows of his sword and blade clouded over the entire area.

Bang!

The spear intent and the blade and sword intents collided with an explosion in the air.

"Huh, I really didn't expect that this guy would be that strong. Despite this, Finnegan's spear intent is not something to be messed with. It contains our master's god's power, so this guy will only meet his doom in the end," one of Finnegan's companions commented.

A spear shadow then penetrated through Darren's blade and sword intents.

However, two streams of dark gold god's power suddenly appeared. One of them collided with the spear shadow while the other shot at Finnegan directly.

"Eh?"

Sensing something was wrong, Finnegan quickly waved his spear to deflect the oncoming attack.

His spear successfully clashed with the dark gold god's power, but the force of the collision spread through his arm, making it numb. He had no choice but to retreat dozens of feet back.

Darren, however, was not affected at all.

"You're too weak." Darren shook his head in disappointment. This man's strength was a little weaker than he imagined.

He thought that since Weber feared these three people so much, they should've been stronger than him. But now, it seemed that Finnegan's power was inferior to Weber's.

When Weber noticed this, his ego grew.